When God Shows Me Something
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I am a whiner when I am sick.
There I said it. My husband is the best ever because he has put up with it for over 20 years. It helps that I recognize it and I hold myself accountable. Today, I feel like hot garbage and yet I’m here attempting to write a post for this blog. Welcome to “keeping it real” or whatever people younger than me say these days. This upper respiratory thing is making me a bit crazier than usual. It’s worse than the average cold but not COVID or flu. It’s just yuck. I can’t smell. I can’t taste, throat is sore and there’s a perpetual whomp whomp whomp pounding going on in my sinuses and face. See? I’m evening whining as I write this post.
It’s Sunday and I’m used to attending church. Today, I opted to “love my neighbor” by not dragging my germs to service and infecting people. I felt lead to pray for the church, my pastor and the church members while the service was happening. I did. Prayer is such an integral part of my walk with Christ. I view it as a privilege to pray for others instead of always asking God for the same things on my prayer list for myself:
That my husband would be saved.
That my prodigals would return to a life lived for Christ instead of sitting on the fence out there in the world.
That my Grand-Nieces and Grand-Nephew that live nearby would be saved.
That my family in general would have a deeper, more intimate relationship with Jesus.
At one point as I sat in silence, listening for the Lord, I thought about the virus I’m currently dealing with and God showed me a picture of our life with Christ.
I take my medicine and follow the directions on the package so that my body feels relief from the symptoms: body aches, sneezing, coughing, congestion. In my Christian walk I read the Bible, which is instruction for living this life while here in this time. I always refer to the Bible as my Basic Instruction Before Leave Earth.
2 Timothy 3:14-17“But as for you, continue in what you have learned and have become convinced of, because you know those from whom you learned it, and how from infancy you have known the Holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus. All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God[a] may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.”
I drink plenty of water because fever can leave you dehydrated. Jesus is living water to each of us.
John 4: 14…
“but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
Look, I’m not sure if any of this makes sense, I am after all dealing with a virus and medicine makes me a bit loopy. But what I walked away with was how God is infinitely present in every part of our lives. Whether we’re healthy or sick, back-slidden or on mission. He is there. Always. And I wonder how many of us miss these moments because we’re so wrapped up in living our lives, trying to get ahead or simply survive in the chaos that is the world today.
As followers of Christ we need to immerse ourselves in the Word as well as prayer in order to step into a deeper relationship with Him. All too often we relegate our time with God to the few minutes at night before we drift off to sleep. If a King invited you to dine with him, would you rush in, ramble off a few greetings, gobble down the food and then bounce? You wouldn’t. When we rush prayer, or begrudgingly give God only a few minutes of our day, we’re doing the same thing. God listens for our voice. He bends an ear to us when we cry out to Him. Even though He knows what we need many times before we do ourselves, He waits for us to engage Him in conversation.
My prayer life has changed over the past two years as has my Bible reading and Bible study. Notice that I listed reading and study as two separate acts. That’s because they are. Studying the Word implies digging into passages, dwelling upon them and asking God to give us wisdom and understanding. All this to say that even as I deal with this ridiculous period of infection in my body, God is showing me things and listening to my every word, my every thought. I don’t know about you, but it’s comforting to know that “I Am That I Am” is watching over my every move, prepared to help, guide, save, and even correct my steps.
Time to crawl back in bed with a another dose of meds.
Peace,
Nim
